Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Alas, he eventually became the kind of person he hated most.

Chu Ming never missed a single memorable scene. After realizing Conan's intentions, he quietly followed him with his phone.

"What? You're saying my dad deliberately sent me as bait???" Hattori's eyes widened.

"Yes, your dad just told me..."

Conan attempted to portray Hattori Heizo, lowering his voice, closing his eyes, and tilting his head, his face exuding authority and composure. He completely captured the essence of the character. No wonder he's Yukiko's son; he's quite adept at serious acting. He's definitely an actor whose talent was wasted on being a detective.

"I'm really sorry, Conan, but these kinds of people know all too well what we police are like." Conan tapped his forehead with one finger, looking like he had a headache. "If we want to catch them all in one fell swoop, then having that impulsive kid Heiji run ahead first is definitely the most effective smokescreen."

After finishing his performance, Conan spread his hands and looked up expectantly: "Do you think I acted like your dad? I even learned the Kansai dialect. I have to thank you for teaching me before. Now if I take your place, I definitely won't make any mistakes because of the accent."

Hattori was so angry that it felt like flames were burning behind him: "So that slap was just to provoke me into danger, wasn't it?!"

Seeing that Hattori was just as distraught as he had been, or even more so, Conan instantly felt better: "Yeah, he guessed that Kasaya would bring a group of men, since they're going to move the treasure. But before I went too far into danger, Inspector Otaki protected me. It seems that Chu Ming also guessed your father's plan, because he didn't seem surprised at all when Inspector Otaki took me away..."

???

"Wait a minute, so I was the only one kept in the dark from beginning to end??"

Ugh, having an unreliable dad is bad enough, but having a bunch of frenemy friends is just too much!!

You guys are real dogs!!

Chapter 378 The organization is his lover

The next day, Conan and his friends originally wanted to return to Tokyo, but Hattori mysteriously said that his father was busy dealing with previous cases, and there was an invitation to a banquet for his parents, so they could all go together.

Chu Ming declined, saying he had some things to take care of in Osaka and wouldn't be joining them this time.

The boss sent him an address yesterday, which is the organization's main base in Osaka. It was originally temporarily managed by Gin. This time, Chu Ming was just going to take a look around to get a general understanding of the organization's power distribution in Osaka. It wouldn't be good for the heir to the organization to not know where to find manpower to mobilize.

Chu Ming thought about it yesterday. He had used the pseudonym Matsutake Yusuke because he was afraid that internal communication within the Red Team would alienate him and Conan, causing him to lose a tool.

However, after such a long period of operation, even if Conan knows he is a member of the organization, Ai Haibara's testimony can completely influence Conan's judgment, making him believe that he is a good person who endured humiliation and infiltrated the organization for his sake.

In addition, there was the gene serum he found in the store that could serve as a temporary antidote for APTX4869, which could temporarily transform a juvenile into an adult for three days. He had only found it when Kidd asked him about it on the plane.

With the antidote as a given, he claimed that he had infiltrated the organization to obtain the antidote for Conan, and that Conan was bound to be confused.

As for the Red Team moles in the organization... well, before they met Conan, the Red Team never shared information with each other. Now, thanks to Chu Ming's meddling, every single one of them is a bad person in Conan's eyes.

Therefore, it doesn't matter to him whether he uses an alias or not when organizing now.

Only the weak and suspicious need a disguise; he's become strong now, he doesn't need one.

—Emmm, never mind, he's a fun person, so we still need him.

After all, apart from the action team that is always out in the field, everyone else in the organization has been corrupted by the boss. They especially like to act mysteriously and keep their true colors hidden, so no one knows their true nature.

Chu Ming took a taxi to a building in downtown Osaka. He had thought that the organization's bases were all in remote warehouses in the middle of nowhere, but it turned out that the main base in Osaka was actually underground in the city center. It was truly a case of the greatest hermits hiding in the city.

After getting off the car, Chu Ming walked forward according to the address given by the boss. The building next to his destination was bustling with people, probably because of some event, and it was much more lively than the building he was heading to.

Avoiding the crowd heading to the elevator, Chu Ming went straight to the stairwell. He went down one floor, pushed open a door that was not easily noticed, and went inside. Using the watch that he hadn't returned to the boss, he swiped to open the elevator leading to the underground base, without having to go through the fingerprint verification and password process that Gin did.

Tsk, now you have the prestige to be the successor to the organization.

The underground base here is more technology-oriented, while the earliest underground base for medicine was built in the boss's hometown, Tottori Prefecture.

Chu Ming walked down the corridor and found Gin leaning back in his chair working on documents in an office. He crept forward stealthily, trying to launch another sneak attack, but Gin called out to him.

"Stop sneaking around and come over here right now."

Chu Ming withdrew his hand, which had been reaching out to launch a sneak attack, pulled out the chair next to Gin, and sat down beside him: "Gin, I feel that you lack respect for me. I'm no longer your underling; I'm the boss's successor! Even if you're directly under the boss's command, you still need to be polite to me, or I'll speak ill of you to the boss!"

Gin glanced at Chu Ming, who was sitting up straight with his chin raised, and chuckled, "For example, I often bully you and look down on you behind the boss's back. You should go to America to study more often."

Chu Ming blinked, his straight back gradually slumped, and his imposing aura deflated like a punctured balloon. These words sounded somewhat familiar...

But wasn't this a private message he sent to the boss?! How could Gin have found out?!

Is it that the boss lacks martial ethics, or does Gin have ulterior motives and secretly read the boss's messages?

Seeing the ever-changing expressions on Chu Ming's face, Gin picked up a stack of documents weighing about thirty pounds and placed it in front of Chu Ming. With a 'thud,' Chu Ming could see the dust on the documents flying up.

"These are all the safe houses in Osaka, the addresses of the base, information on the codenamed members and peripheral members in Osaka, information on our undercover agents in politics and the police, the organization's businesses in Osaka, and..."

With each word Gin said, he piled up a large stack of documents to the side. Soon, the not-so-small desk was completely filled. Chu Ming sat in his chair, looking up at the stack of documents that was taller than him, his gaze blank.

He regretted it a bit.

Is being an heir really that complicated?

Something's not right... Is Gin settling a personal score?

There's so much data on Osaka alone, what about Tokyo, Yokohama, Nagoya...? You couldn't possibly finish reviewing all the data for all the cities in a year, could you?

Not only that, the organization has also developed well in the United States in recent years. With the data from the United States, unless the brain is a computer, who can remember so much?

Chu Ming was convinced that Gin was torturing him, so he curled up on the chair, looking weak and pitiful: "Does the boss know how much you're torturing me? QAQ There's so much information just from Osaka. Who can remember all the information in the organization? Can the boss do it? If he can't, then as his successor, I think it's okay if I can't either."

Gin's gaze seemed to hold a hint of pity: "Boss can."

? ? ? ? ?

Chu Ming's first reaction was that Gin was lying to him, but then he remembered that Gin was usually not in the mood to joke with him.

So what Gin said is true? Is the boss really that powerful?

But Curaçao seems to be an option too?

Or has the boss actually modified his brain and installed a computer inside it?

Chu Ming was a little curious. He put his legs down, carried a stool, and trudged over to Gin's side, his face full of gossip: "How did you know the boss could do it?"

Thinking it over, she added a provocative remark: "You're not kidding me, are you?"

Gin looked at the head that was close to his hand and pushed it away: "The boss's abilities far exceed your imagination. Do you know why it was so rare for undercover agents to infiltrate the upper echelons in the past? Because the boss knows everyone's information like the back of his hand. And most of the organization's businesses were developed with the boss's support."

Gin paused, then coldly reminded him, "Granbury, the boss has needed to cultivate his character in recent years, which is why he seems so approachable now. Don't assume that just because the boss treats you like a pampered junior, he's still the same gentle and refined person he once was. The boss back then..."

Chu Ming watched as Gin, like a fervent fan recommending his idol, explained to him the various great achievements of the boss back then, and how the boss was ruthless and sharp-edged.

How can you make the young and impulsive Gin fall in love at first sight and vow to marry no one but the Black Organization? The organization is his lover!

Okay, the last sentence was made up by Chu Ming himself (shh).

Chapter 379 Baileys

"How did you get into the organization, Big Brother?" Chu Ming asked curiously, having heard many different stories before.

Some say Gin was an orphan who distinguished himself in the organization's assassin battles as a child and was eventually given a codename; others say he was an experimental subject of the organization and successfully obtained a codename, etc.

However, Chu Ming felt that none of these seemed to fit. After all, someone like Gin could be said to be extremely loyal to the organization. If it were really one of the two situations mentioned above, someone as proud as Gin would have to be crazy to be so loyal to the organization.

The boss clearly trusted him a lot, not only making him the leader of the action team, but also allowing Gin to enter an underground base that Chu Ming had never even heard of before, and Gin must have had access to these documents as well.

Gin glanced at Chu Ming, whose eyes were practically screaming "I really want to know," then stood up and pressed Chu Ming down on the table: "Memorize all of this and I'll tell you."

???

Now that you know hitting me won't work, are you starting to string me along with gossip?

Chu Ming was caught off guard when Gin stuffed a stack of member information into his hands, and the words on the information instantly filled his eyes.

These materials are not simple biographies, but detailed personal experiences, including the person's entire network of relationships, the time and reasons for joining the organization, and various experiences before joining the organization. They are densely packed and extremely complex.

If Chu Ming hadn't continuously upgraded his insight and memory abilities, he might not have even been able to finish reading the information.

After barely managing to read through several stacks of documents, Chu Ming looked at Gin, who was instantly acting as a supervisor while processing the files, and began to stare blankly at the documents.

Even someone with an upgraded memory like him struggles to read this much. Just what kind of extraordinary talent is Karasuma Renya to be so powerful?

It was definitely Gin's own idea; this person probably just imagined it.

However, the more powerful a person is, the less they can accept their own death. Karasuma Renya was also considered a genius, and perhaps that's why he felt that a genius like him shouldn't be like ordinary people, with a lifespan of less than a hundred years. Thus, he began to study how to escape death...

"Ouch—Big brother, what are you doing!"

Chu Ming glared at Gin, covering his forehead. Why did he have to hit him like that?

Gin pointed at the documents in Chu Ming's hand: "You haven't turned this page in three minutes."

"It's too complicated, can't I take a closer look? What if he's an undercover agent!" Chu Ming retorted, though he was in the wrong.

“Kiel?” Gin glanced at her briefly, recalling his previous encounters with Kiel. “It’s unlikely she’s an undercover agent. Four years ago, she discovered an undercover agent from the CIA. Even after being injected with truth serum, she remained steadfast, refusing to reveal any organizational information. She even bit off the undercover agent’s wrist, seized his gun, and killed him.”

Chu Ming glanced at Gin's earnest words and the admiration in his tone for Gil, and secretly rolled his eyes.

Gin is good in every way, except that he has too many undercover agents around him, which makes him prone to contradicting himself.

Chu Ming sat up straight and argued with him: "What if this is a ruse? Didn't Shuichi Akai only gain your complete acceptance after killing Scotland? But he was still an undercover agent. Killing an undercover agent doesn't necessarily mean he's loyal to the organization. Over the years, the organization must have been registered in many countries. Some people might not be so ruthless when it comes to killing undercover agents from other countries."

Gin suddenly chuckled: "Most of the organization's spies are sent in to spy on the boss's experimental progress. We know which countries' high-ranking officials know these things, but the spies who were assigned here don't."

Turning his head, he saw Chu Ming looking somewhat dazed and looked at him with a mocking gaze: "The organization does have quite a few spies, but so what? As long as you don't want to be exposed, you have to work hard in the organization. If you are exposed, just kill them. Aren't they more useful than some useless trash?"

"Then why kill the undercover agent as soon as he's discovered? Wouldn't it be better to let him continue to lie low? He could send back some false information, and he could still be kept around to do work." Chu Ming said, slumped over the table.

“There’s no need. Killing them will only bring in new ones to do the work. It can also serve as a warning to the others to keep their tails hidden.”

Gin looked at Chu Ming, who was lying lazily beside him like he had no bones, picked him up and made him sit up, and stuffed the documents back into his hands: "Hurry up and read them, and stop talking nonsense."

...Damn it, Gin is like a headmaster who's putting pressure on him to study.

Chu Ming resigned himself to continuing to work on the pile of documents until he was so dizzy from reading that his eyes, which had been strengthened by the magnetic field, were unusually sore. Only then did he shake his head, which was full of documents, and shakily grab Gin's arm.